Stars will Fall. (creek)

nine

Tweek pov (stilll ughhh maybe i'll do some other gay little shit like the other bradley)

For the first time since I moved here I stayed home from school with claims that I was sick. Really I just needed a day off to think on everything. My parents have left for work so I don't need to worry about them.

I just needed to think about Craig. How is it i've known Craig just three weeks and i'm already attached? Is it because I haven't had anyone treat me like a friend since I was ten?

It can't be because I like boys, because I don't. I've never thought of a boy in that way. Except Erin and Cole from elementary. And those four boys from my old high school. Shit, maybe I do.

I spend my day watching youtube, then my mind would drift to some irrelevant thought about Craig, then I would switch to playing video games. Another thought, and the whole process repeats again. What i'm gathering from this is I genuinely do like Craig.

Tuesday is over soon and now it's Wednesday where I actually have to do school. I can barely get up in the morning so I left later than I usually do, that winds me up next to Craig.

"Look who's all eager to walk next to me now," He comments.
"Got up late," I grumbled, wishing I could go back to sleep.

"Yeah, okay," He says sarcastically.
"You going to tell me why you were ignoring me then?" I mention.

"Meh, maybe later," I look at him and he shrugs. I hate how he talks and how he just naturally sounds like that. I hate how he speaks as if it won't make me melt into a puddle.

Wait, was I being too rude? No, I can't be mean or they'll all hate me again.

"Where were you yesterday?" Craig asks suddenly.
"Sick," I respond. Craigs hums as a reply.

I wanted to confront him and be more persistent with asking why he just ignored me and now is acting like it never happened. I want to know. However I don't want him to find me annoying and avoid me again. Instead, I say nothing more on that topic.

The walk is silent and we part ways after entering the school. In english, Craig sits next to me again. He doesn't say anything throughout the whole class, which caused me to believe our morning talk would be the only time we spoke today.

In history Kenny sat next to me again and told me about a video-game he played at his friend Stan's house because he couldn't afford to buy it.

Craig and Clyde walked in. They started walking to class together, which is strange because usually Clyde is always here before everyone.

"Get out of my seat, McCormick," Craig said to Kenny as he put his hands in his pocket.

"Woah, thought I got to sit here now?" Kenny spoke.

"No, get up." Craig stared at him until Kenny stood up with a sigh. He whispered something in Craig's ear.

"Kenny. Shut the fuck up," Craig gave him the middle finger and sat down.

"Did anyone do the homework?" Clyde asked.
"We had homework?" Craig and Kenny said at the same time.
"No," Clyde started to giggle a little before turning to the front of the classroom.

Craig leaned forward and flicked Clyde in the back of his head. He sat down in his seat again, content with himself.

"Screw you," Clyde said. Craig leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms when the teacher started talking.

He pulled out a pencil and started playing with that. He stopped for a moment then turned to look at me, where i'd been watching him. My head automatically turned away, leaving it obvious I was staring.